Jeremy’s POV
Seeing her storm away from the dinner table like that hit me harder than I expected. It took me straight back to those nights when I was a kid, after arguing with my dad until the air felt too thick to breathe, the only thing that ever helped was slamming the front door behind me and disappearing into the night. So when Bella pushed back her chair and left the room without a word, something in my chest twisted. I couldn’t just sit there pretending everything was fine.
“I’ll go check on her,” I said quietly, excusing myself before anyone could protest. My dad gave me a surprised look, maybe even suspicious, but I didn’t care.
The cool night air hit my face as I stepped outside. I scanned the garden, the pool area, and the driveway. Then I spotted her near the rose beds, her
